Chapter 2:
Zarbon walked slowly down the hallway. He was still tired from the latest all-nighter he had been subjected to. He saw his hated nemesis the Prince of the Saiyans walking further up ahead. How he hated that man.
Vegeta walked alone. He was on the way to his quarters where no doubt, servants waited to take care of his every whim.
One day thought Zarbon. I'll crush him like a bug.
"Zarbon" said Vegeta sensing he was near "Do you plan on joining in tonights festivities.?"
Zarbon could not see his face but he detected sarcasm. Zarbon had planned on going but was now feeling a little hesitant.
He reached his quarters and entered. He got into the shower letting the hot water run down his back over his blue skin. He toweled off and went into the main part of his room.
A woman with purple skin lay draped over his bed. "Thelesia, I've already told you. I want nothing to do with you." Zarbon said pulling the towel over his thighs and covering himself. He had, had a short affair with the white haired woman but she was married and her husband was a hulking brute he didn't want to have to deal with.
This had always been the problem. Too few women and the women there was were married or had a chip on their shoulder. Thelesia had a very jealous husband. It had been ill fated from the beginning.
He tied the towel securely around his hips pulling the woman off his bed and out of his quarters. He would need to change the locks on his room. He could hear her banging on the door and asking him to let her back in.
"Zarbon you bastard let me back in." She banged on his door repeatedly before being carried off by security which Zarbon himself had called. All this drama and for nothing he thought. He dressed himself to the nines for the party. His emerald hair was carefully plaited and he let the braid hang over his shoulder.
The party was like the ones he usually came to. There was smoking, drinking and women brought in from all over the galaxy to entertain. Frieza made sure to have these parties in order to help his men drive off some of their excess stress. Boys will be boys Frieza had said smiling to himself.
Zarbon ran into Dodoria who was already in the company of a strange gray creature. The creature not human like enough to be able to distinguish clung to Dodoria with hands covered in suction cups. Ugggh! Thought Zarbon.
He came into a group of prostitutes who still had not found "victims". They saw his angelic face and could only assume that he was the nice one of the group. Zarbon was far from being nice, but he could be very gentlemanly.
These were the same pack of prostitutes they had picked up from the last time on the rogue, wild west planet of Rostr. He had found them dreadfully dull. There had not even been some pretty ones. All the prostitutes showed signs of wear and tear. Their faces lined with wrinkles and sometimes with scars.
He looked away from the prostitutes embarrassed as he caught Vegeta eyeing him. Vegeta laughed. "Zarbon looking for a whore?" Vegeta asked trying to make Zarbon feel small.
"I was actually looking for one for you." Retorted Zarbon smiling.
"Well don't do me any favors. You have horrible taste, I'm told." Vegeta's handsome face smiled.
A drunk Thelesia wandered drunk into Vegeta trying to make Zarbon jealous.
"Zarbon who's your friend?" she said purring into Vegeta's ear. Vegeta shook her off his arm annoyed the woman dared to touch him. Thelesia fell to the floor angry and crying. Zarbon helped her get up.
"Thelesia you're drunk go back to your quarters." Zarbon said embarrassed that he knew her.
Just then Lord Frieza entered the packed ball room. "I have a gift for Vegeta."